Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Ignorant DNA (Poetry)

Artwork by: Corina Chirila
Where am I?
How did I get here?

This is what I would’ve uttered
as a newborn if language
was not yet foreign to me.

For years I asked these questions
For years I received answers

All of a sudden everything clicked
Until the data began to conflict
I was guided by authority’s false sense of leisure
Little did I know that they didn’t know either

-Jon Chambers

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